Thoughts

The heat, the heat of the sun;

In my mind thousands thoughts run…

Different faces I see around;

Which have features so varied and profound...

Mind starts humming some sound;

The train adding music in the background…

Songs of love, songs of separation;

Come up with every station…

When I sit and look out;

All the tress seem running around…

The sounds of vendors bring me back;

I realize I am in a train on the track….

Life is like that too;

Events come and go...

Some events hold us long;

And you are with it even when it’s long gone…

Then some vendor of happiness makes you aware;

That life moves on don’t get stuck beware…

I laugh on my thoughts aloud;

How they can come up in such a crowd…

But these are the thoughts I think;

Which to my life adds color and gives it some meaning…

Ohh! What a thought it was;

That I wrote a poem without a cause….